Chapter 6 Frosty and fun

Victoria POV.

The incident at the celebratory party was a huge blow to me! I only managed to calm down after getting home. Mom's proposal left me flustered, every time I pictured Jake on top of me I felt hot and I'm unable to curb my desire. But despite all of that I still have so many doubts, what if that is his limit? I don't want to drive him further away from me!

This question is still wreaking havoc in my mind as I take my seat among the small crowd present to witness Jake and that she-devil officially belong to each other at civil affairs bureaux. Seeing him look at her in such an endearing manner makes my blood boil and the smug look she shoots my way occasionally doesn't help quench my anger.

All doubts and reservations quickly fly out the window as I watch his right-hand grip her waist possessively for their photoshoot. Unable to control myself anymore I rush to the restroom. The image reflected in the mirror looks nothing like me, it took me so much effort to doll myself up but Jake didn't even notice my presence!

"Aren't I good enough for you Jakie? Why do you always lose your mind whenever she's around!" I yell

"In what way is she better than me, huh in what way! You've ignored me for so long but the minute she's back you so easily take her into your arms! Seven years! It's been seven years and you still can't let her go! Why are you so unfair to me? Why do you ignore me? Why can't you just love me instead!! What does she have that I don't?" I continue shouting at the image in the mirror. Damn you, Alanna! Damn you! Why did she have to come back all of a sudden? It should be me wedding Jake, me being envied not her! Now I've become the talk of the Town, if only I had listened to mom earlier and not announced our wedding then I wouldn't have to endure such humiliation!

I feel my anger building up again and I picture myself disfiguring the face of that wench.

"You bewitched him with that face of yours, didn't you? This isn't Jake's fault it's all on you! Hahaha, I'll kill you! I'll destroy that stupid face of yours!!" I laugh like a maniac at my image. I toss a glass bottle containing my victoria's secret perfume at the mirror violently smashing it into bits, taking in the mess I've created quells some of my pent-up anger. I force myself to breathe in and out and after a while, I'm able to calm myself. Opening up my handbag I take out a bottle containing the white pills mom mentioned yesterday.

"You my friends are going to help me secure a place for myself in jake's life. Poor Alanna, she won't know what hit her! So what if you two are married now, I won't only take him back...I'll destroy you in the process! Let's see if you dare show your face again after tonight." That said I inspect myself ensuring everything is in order before carefully placing the bottle back into my bag. Satisfied with my look I walk out of the bathroom ready to make Jake mine.

Alanna's POV.

"You're getting married today and your father didn't even think to show up! That old geezer! I am so cutting him into a million pieces when he finally turns up." My mom rants in my dressing room while helping me into my wedding dress. She was overjoyed on receiving the news of my marriage a week ago and had rushed to New York that very day. Especially when she learned is my groom, I guess she still harbors some guilt for convincing me to leave him at that time.

She's always had a thing for JR since we were kids. It was always praises for him and scolding for me, you'd think he was her kid instead of me! Sometimes I'm led to believe she'd marry him if she had the chance with how elated she's been for the past few days. I can't help but feel guilty when I think of how she'll feel if she found out about my plans and that her princess' wedding isn't the fairytale she had hoped it would be.

"Truth be told one of these days I'm going to chop that father of yours into tiny bits!"She huffs forgetting about the task at hand causing my dress to go tumbling down.

"Mom!"

"Sorry honey, I'm just so mad right now!" Apologizing she picks it up. She has always been this way, overly protective. Sometimes I'm led to believe she still sees me as that helpless little kid.

"I sent a special invitation for him and his daughter. I can't have them miss my wedding now, can I? It would be so boring after everything I have planned besides he's of no use to me otherwise." I chuckle basking in the thought of what I have in store for them.

"Forget the wedding, I'm so going to enjoy watching them squirm! Let's see if the old Blake Danlade failed in raising his daughter into a proper lady."

"There you go again with schemes! I shouldn't have let you spend so much time with your grandfather, he's turned you into a cardboard copy of himself." She says pinching my ears which I find humorous since she can't bring herself to twist them painfully. I heave a sign of relief after getting into my gown that weighs a ton by the watt. I walk to the mirror examining myself as the stylist takes care of the final touches.

It's blue color is so icy it demands attention in my simply decorated dressing room. Beautiful diamond petals line the off-shoulder neckline and me crystal diamond earrings match them and my tiara perfectly. It fitting is perfect from my chest to my ribs before opening up creating the perfect train. The entire dress glitters and my comfortable low glass heels are a perfect fit. God knows how much I dislike having the exact height as my partner. Thank God JR is about six inches taller than me!

"'You're a lady so you should be delicate but for some reason, you're always involved in some scheme making me worry. God knows..." Her lecture is cut short by a weak knock on the door,

"May I come in Miss?" My PA says on the other side of the door.

"You may." He walks in nervously as always. His appearance is quite neat if one doesn't consider his crooked tie.

"Is it done?" I ask as soon as the door is shut, in my frosty blue flair gown I'm certain I look like an ice queen.

"Y..yes"

"Good." Mom gives me her you better not be up to something again look but I just shrug it off like I've been doing for the past seven years. I'm about to dismiss him when I notice his uneasy look.

"Anything else?"

"You didn't make a final decision on your bouquet so I have no i..dea ab..about which bouquet you pre..prefer." he stammers,

"The one with the black roses will do and tell the planner to add a few blue ones to match my gown."

"I'll b..be on my w..way then Miss." He turns around and is about to leave,

"One more thing..." I walk up to him slowly with a neutral expression and begin to straighten up his tie lazily. He visibly stiffens but I do not attempt to be quick. Yes, I am just that bad world, deal with it.

"Although you look impeccable in this brown suit you really seem to not have mastered the proper use of your tongue, wouldn't you agree my dear assistant?" I deadpan causing him to fall on his knees.

"Get your act together or else the consequences will be dire. Always remember no one should make you stammer, how people treat you depends on you. You represent me and I'm certain you know what I expect from you."

"Y..yes I mean yes Miss."

"You may leave now,"

"Yes." he scurries out of the room quicker than a mouse running for it's life would making me chuckle. What a silly blonde!

"There you go again giving everyone a fright!" My mom scolds me for the millionth time after Matt leaves as I toy with my nails admiring my manicure. She just doesn't know when to give up, does she?

"Mom...will you stop going on and on, you'd give me a headache, and then I'd have no choice but to transfer my anger to your dearest son-in-law. Who knows I may just lock him up with my pets you know how much they love fresh blood?" I say innocently

"You dare! Seems like I have to teach you a lesson today as well!" That said she takes off her fluffy slippers and that is my cue to run! Why in God's name does she not have her shoes on is not my concern.